My Debauched Devotion

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Hot Spring Cliff.

In broad daylight, white mist.

A good day starts with double repairs.

Ling Zhouyue's so-called dual cultivation, for Xiao Ran's physique with equal endowment of the five elements, except for the inexplicable comfort when the dantian is washed away, it is of no use in practicing kung fu.

Give up, except for the system, no one can save me, a waste.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran was somewhat perfunctory.

Ling Zhouyue used her spiritual power to help Xiao Ran rush for a long time, and the more she rushed, the more angry she became.

"You really are a piece of wood..."

"The dantian is trying to exercise gentle power!"

"Follow my tidal rhythm, and slowly push Qihai."

Sword Bamboo Forest.

Chu Yan, who was hiding behind the boulder, covered her small mouth, her face turned pale with fright.

Xiao Ran is a piece of wood... Gently push hard... Slowly push...

It turned out that the master took the initiative!

Chuyan cried.

The master actually eats both men and women!

Chu Yan learned from the pain.

I thought to myself, I have to speed up the pace, Xiao Ran is too charming than a dog, if it drags on, not only will the master lose his body, but also his heart.

It doesn't matter if you lose your body, anyway, the pure love she wants doesn't need a body.

It's over if you lose your mind!

She rubbed her eyes that were red from crying, her eyes were angry, she got up and went back to her disciple's room, and silently began to weave clothes...

She must make a set of beautiful fairy clothes, so that the master can take a look at her!

There is no woman who doesn't like clothes.

Mastered the master's wardrobe,

It's like mastering the heart of the master, and it's much higher than li xuan's love that relies on betraying his body.

What's more, people don't hurt!

Hot Spring Cliff.

Xiao Ran was immersed in the vast water mist, closed his eyes and enjoyed the flushing of Master's spiritual power.

If you rush too much, you will get a little bit overhead, and you will easily get flustered.

"Master, I think it's okay to practice, Chuyan seems to have misunderstood something..."

From the opposite side came the master's faint angry scolding.

"You are the one who misunderstood! I gave my life to you as a teacher, are you so angry with me?"

After Xiao Ran thought about it, what he said was true, the relationship between himself and his master may be closer than that of his Taoist companion.

There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, thunderstorms in winter, rain and snow in summer, the harmony of heaven and earth, and I dare not say goodbye to my teacher!

"The disciple knew he was wrong."

Ling Zhouyue said coldly:

"Where did you go wrong?"

"My fault was..."

Xiao Ran searched for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

Ling Zhouyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a violent force rushed into Xiao Ran's mind.

"It's your fault that you didn't concentrate on practicing, you idiot!"

Xiao Ran:

"..."

After an hour of scouring, li xuan's sea of ​​qi still did not respond.

The body is comfortable enough to be numb.

Lingzhou Yueqi scolded:

"You idiot, you're mad at me!"

Xiao Ran felt that the time was almost up.

"Would you like me to try it?"

"How do you want to try?"

"The 100,000-layer qi refining is slow anyway. I'm not in a hurry. The disciple wants to practice the critical strike with fate first, and maybe there will be a new understanding by then."

Ling Zhouyue was startled.

"You still want to draw my strength?"

Xiao Ran assured:

"This time the disciple will display the power of resonance, and the master will not be injured except for the loss of spiritual power."

Ling Zhouyue can't help it, if Xiao Ran can become stronger as soon as possible, she can save a lot of trouble.

"Then you come."

Xiao Ran put on his clothes, got up and went to the bamboo forest beside the hot spring cliff, and found an open area with no distant mountains in front of him.

Because the sword energy was too powerful, he didn't use the sword this time.

The palm method is easy to dissipate and is relatively safe.

Xiao Ran squatted in the horse stance, activated the critical strike with the fate, and used the power in the palm of his hand to strike out from the air.

The palm strength is only level A, and it has no resonance effect.

But at the same time as he slapped the palm, he used the power of second-order resonance to resonate with the blood jade bone fused in the blood, trying to create a blood connection with the master's body.

One palm, bang!

In the pool, Ling Zhouyue closed her eyes to rest, without any reaction.

Two palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still didn't respond.

Three palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still didn't respond.

Ten palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly and said:

"Can you do it? You can't move me at all with your own strength."

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and Xiao Ran's eleventh palm blasted out!

Ling Zhouyue's eyes froze.

It was as if the soul had connected with Li Ran's palm, and with a slap of the palm, her dantian shook, and the majestic energy instantly spread to all limbs and bones, and dissipated in the blood moon bone in a blink of an eye, reaching Xiao Ran's palm.

A vast palm force was struck from the palm of Xiao Ran out of thin air, and the sky and the sea poured in with a bang, and the tide hit the clouds.

Xiao Ran was ecstatic, because he was so focused on the power of resonance that he forgot to strike a few palms.

"Master, which palm is this?"

He didn't hear the master's response for a long time, and suddenly turned his head, the mist in the pool inexplicably increased a lot.

"Master?"

Ling Zhouyue shrank in the fog.

Due to the resonance of his own tidal power and Xiao Ran's palm power, his limbs and bones were washed through.

His face was flushed, his whole body was throbbing, and he always felt that his body was bleeding again. When he looked down, there was no blood...

Xiao Ran returned to the pool.

As the fog was thickened again, he couldn't see his fingers, and even his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate.

"Master, don't scare me?"

Ling Zhouyue gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Xiao Ran groped his way forward in the mist until he reached the edge of the pool and grabbed Master's shoulder.

Palms are a little slippery.

Hey, why are you sweating?

"You, this, stupid, talented!"

Ling Zhouyue's face was hot, and she instinctively fell on her back, breaking Xiao Ran's arm, and kicked him off the edge of the cliff.

"what--"

With his head down and his feet up, Xiao Ran fell straight down.

In mid-air, Jean connected his arm painlessly.

The upside-down head suddenly tilted.

"What did I do wrong again?"

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1 filial piety! 】

"Ok?"

...

The result of the beheading of Zhaoxia Peak came down quickly.

Considering that the Tianjiao Conference is approaching, it is rare for Ling Zhouyue to teach her apprentices how to use swordsmanship.

Zongmen helped Zhijianfeng to bear it.

Driven by Bo Yunzi, a large array of thin clouds transported the fallen mountain back to the top of the mountain and rebuilt the house.

In addition, Jingku allocated 50,000 Lingshi to compensate for the loss of Zhaoxia Peak.

This matter is digested internally.

Looking at Zhaoxia Peak, the mountain has recovered to a state where no flaws can be seen. Although the building has collapsed, the reconstruction still does not cost 50,000 spirit stones, and it is a profit!

It is said that there are even some Chaoxia Peak disciples whose salaries are doubled due to this matter, sitting on the west hillside every day, looking eagerly at Zhijian Peak, anticipating the next performance of the three master and apprentice Xiao Ran.

In order not to disturb Zhijianfeng's practice, the Zongmen didn't even notify Xiao Ran and the others about these matters.

Xiao Ran, who was kicked by Ling Zhouyue and fell to the bottom of Zhijian Peak, stepped on his left foot and right foot, kicked over Newton's coffin board, and flew up through the air.

Continue to practice random crit!

Xiao Ran practiced for a whole morning, tried thousands of times, and found that using the power of resonance to attract the power of the master, there is about a half-percent probability of performing a critical strike.

The half chance means that for every twenty times a random critical strike is performed, one will actually hit a critical strike.

The power of the critical strike varies from high to low, but the highest did not reach the spirit pressure of the master's distraction state, and the lowest did not reach the spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul.

This little power, to Master, is just a drop in the bucket...a drop in the bucket.

But for Xiao Ran, it was really too explosive!

Opening his palms, he couldn't believe that this was actually the fifth girl he had been with day and night.

And through the power of resonance to protect the body, he can no longer hurt the master, why not do it?

However, the miraculous thing is that every time li xuan draws away the master's power, one filial piety value will be credited, no more, no less, just one filial piety value.

Extracting the master's power is obviously asking for it, why is it judged as filial piety?

To be filial is to be filial, why is there only one value of filial piety?

Xiao Ran didn't understand either.

It doesn't matter, as long as the value of filial piety is not deducted.

As far as random critical strikes are concerned, Shizun is more useful than expected, the probability is not low, and the power is not too exaggerated!

The question is whether Xiao Ran's defensive power can survive until the moment of the critical strike?

Xiao Ran's next task is to earn enough filial piety points to purchase a full-level 100,000-layer Qi Refining.

At that time, his sea of ​​qi will really become a sea of ​​qi.

Sea of ​​Qi can not only be used for defense, but also for critical attack.

And Master's strength is reserved as a trump card to save his life.

In this way, it is not a problem to deal with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With such a beautiful imagination, Xiao Ran continued to bury his head in practicing.

The day passed quickly.

In the evening.

Two sword casting peak disciples sent Xiao Ran a broken sword made by a real person in an ink box.

The broken sword was perfectly spliced ​​together, re-polished and polished, and the hilt was changed. It looked no different from the ordinary disciple's sword of Zongzhi Mountain.

It looks ordinary, but it seems that there is some kind of powerful power hidden.

What is the specific power, have to continue to figure out.

Xiao Ran cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you two senior brothers."

The two hurriedly said:

"It's nephew, uncle Xiao."

Xiao Ran smiled awkwardly.

"Ahem, by the way, is there any news about the sword boat that Senior Brother Gao built for me?"

The two looked at each other and said:

"Master Gao seems to be short of funds. Recently, he made a Taoist companion, which is too expensive."

Xiao Ran hurriedly said:

"The sword boat should be made by me with money. Wait a moment, I will go to Master to get some money."

On Hot Spring Cliff, Ling Zhouyue, who had been pumped by Li Ran all day, was exhausted, and when she heard what Xiao Ran said, she immediately became angry.

"What! Want money again? Are you a cash cow as a teacher?"

Xiao Ran only said:

"The disciple only needs 10,000 spirit stones!"

Ling Zhouyue crossed her hands on her chest, drawing a vast arc in the curling mist.

"If you don't borrow money, you will die."

Xiao Ran hurriedly took out the design drawing of the sword ship.

"This is a flying sword boat designed by my disciples for Master. It has its own hot spring, a barbecue table, and a card table on the lawn that deals cards automatically."

Fully automatic licensing?

Ling Zhouyue turned her head to stare at Xiao Ran's sincere eyes, and obediently took out 10,000 Lingshi.

"Declaration in advance, this is the money I borrowed from you for the teacher, will you pay it back?"

Xiao Ran smiled.

"I can repay the amount of several hundred million, which is not bad for Master's ten thousand."

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